Chapter 95 Someone was in a real hurry to get me alone.
Beast
This is the best I have ever felt. My girl got through her tattoos like a total badass. Torque said because he was working over scars, it would hurt a little more. When he began, she said she could not feel a thing. The only one she really felt was the one over the word ‘mine,’ low on her stomach. That scar was not so bad. But she handled it and said it almost felt good. I was so proud, because I get that feeling completely. I think she will want more ink someday. The tattoos looked incredible and she loved them. My girl is an artist. She had on a tiny shirt that showed off her amazing chest, with those big puffy sleeves that sit off the shoulders. Her shorts were the smallest I have ever seen, with a thick silver belt. She wore tall white boots with high heels. If she did not have my cut on her back, people would think she was just some girl out partying. The way men from other clubs were looking at her made me angry, but it also turned me on, because everyone needs to know she belongs to me.
Her hair was huge and wild, her makeup was heavier than usual, but she was still the most gorgeous woman in the whole place.
She was showing off her new tattoos to everyone. You could still see the scars under them, but it did not bother her. My brothers in the club were all smiling for her, but I could see the real anger in their eyes when they looked at each other, and then at me. Even the guys from other clubs were pissed off. I caught pieces of what they were saying, things like, what the hell, or who could do something like that to a girl so sweet? The women from the other clubs, the ones who hang around, all gathered near my girl. They loved her ink, and it made her feel proud and happy. I heard a redhead say to a blonde that she would love to find the man who hurt that sweet girl and make him pay before ending him. I looked over at her and she saw me. I smiled and gave her a nod. She smiled back and gave me a thumbs up. It was weird, but I think she knew I was Beast, and that Lia had my name on her back. Rockstar was all over those two women, and I know why. He loves that old pin-up model style. His room is covered in posters. He even has a tattoo of one on his arm.
I heard a bunch of shouting and cheers. I looked toward the clubhouse door and could not believe my eyes. Four amazing drag queens walked into the club. There was glitter everywhere, huge platform shoes, feather boas, and so much big hair. I heard a happy scream and saw my girl run and throw herself at a tall queen with dark skin and long, straight black hair. She had bright blue eyeshadow and dark red lips. She wore a cheerleader outfit and glitter was all over her.
"Amethyst, you made it!" my girl yelled.
"Of course I did, sweetheart. When Misfit asks you to a party, you show up. Look at all these delicious bikers. Any of them play for my team? If not, I bet I could change one mind for the night. I mean, nobody says no to me. Ooooh, what about him? I love all his ink and metal."
Lia followed where her friend pointed and saw she was pointing right at me. Her happy face got serious real fast.
"No way. That one is mine. I have the tattoo to show it, and so does he. Keep your hands to yourself."
My mouth fell open again. If I did not know better, I would think my girl was about to start a fight over me.
"Oh, honey, is that your man? My mistake. I will look somewhere else, but good for you, because he is fine." They saw me watching and the queen winked at me. Lia’s face went red. How could she blush after being so tough? I smiled and blew her a kiss.
I was standing with Butcher, Doc, and Bear. We were all just watching, and I shook my head. Who could have guessed we would ever have drag queens in our club.
"Who could have guessed we would ever have drag queens in our club?" Doc said, saying exactly what I was thinking, before taking a drink of his beer.
"Not me," Bear said. He made a low sound when he saw some biker try to grab his woman as she moved through the people. She just laughed and stepped away.
"Why is not Rachel wearing her cut?" I asked.
"She is mad at me. She walked in and saw Cherry sitting in my lap. The worst part is, I had just sat down when that woman walked over and dropped right onto me. It happened right when Rachel came in, before I could push her off. Rachel will not listen to anything I say. So she says she is single tonight. I told her I would end any man who touched her. She is just trying to make me crazy."
"I will help you end anyone who touches her too," Butcher said.
Doc and I both made a sound to agree.
The music changed to that Pink song, and all the women in the club went wild, including the queens. Owen was dressed up completely as Misfit. Tight black shorts, a black top that somehow gave him a real looking chest, tall black boots with heels, and glitter covering his skin. He wore a black wig in a high ponytail. His makeup was perfect, with red glitter on his eyes and lips. The makeup around his eyes was clean and dramatic. Lia said he looked beautiful and dangerous. I am man enough to say she is right.
The queens and other women drew a crowd as they got on the stage at the other end of the room. It has poles and it is big enough for a lot of people to dance on. I was shocked when I saw Lia and Misfit right up front on two poles. My girl had taken my cut off and I saw Rockstar holding it for her, shouting as she danced.
I watched her do the hottest dance. She and Misfit were moving against the poles and each other. She bent over and tossed her hair and the crowd lost their minds because her perfect backside was on display. Oh, hell no.
I started pushing through the crowd, but it was hard because the men were going crazy. I did not know if it was for the other women, the queens, or my girl. But I did not care, because my girl was about to learn a lesson. I heard a roar from my left and saw Hex throw himself into the crowd. Everything was falling apart. I saw Misfit in the arms of some guy from the NYC Roadsters and he was running off with her. I looked back at the stage and Lia was throwing punches. A guy not much bigger than her was trying to grab her. She was hitting him like she was in a real fight. She landed a solid hit and he went down hard. Then she jumped off the stage and ran after Misfit. I looked for Hex. He was beating down a couple Roadsters. That is when I heard him.
"You keep your hands off my man. I saw you trying to grab him, you jerks. Do not tell me you did not see his cut."
Oh, man, I missed all that. I was only focused on Lia. Speaking of her, I saw her run down the hall where that guy took Misfit. As I ran after her I could hear yelling.
"Let her go, you piece of shit!"
"Come on, sweet thing, let me have some fun with the lovely Misfit. I have been a fan for a long time."
"I am taken, you idiot, can you not see my vest? I belong to Hex."
"What he does not know will not hurt him."
I heard a furious yell, and then someone running behind me. I turned, ready to fight, and saw it was Hex, looking absolutely furious. I could tell he heard every word. Then we heard the sound of someone getting hit, and both of us ran faster down the hall. We got to an open bedroom and the sight in front of me made me bend over laughing. I could hear Hex laughing too.
Lia and Misfit were taking turns beating on the Roadster. One would hit him, his head would snap to the side, and the other would hit him again. Back and forth. The poor guy could not defend himself.
"Alright, you two, I think he gets it now."
Lia turned and wobbled over to me, and that is when I saw she might have had a few too many drinks. I heard a cry and saw Misfit fall into Hex's arms.
"It is okay, my love. You just look so fucking good, they could not control themselves, you know."
"That is not a good reason, and you know it."
Hex nodded and then punched the guy who was just standing there, dazed. He fell onto the bed. Hex picked Misfit up and carried her out of the room.
"You know, I see Owen as Misfit and I just think of him as her. Is there a right way to act about that?" I asked.
"It is whatever they want. When Owen is dressed like this, he likes people to say ‘she,’ but he will not be upset if you say ‘he.’ He does look good, though, right? You would never know until he talks and you hear that deep voice of his."
I laughed because she was right. A groan from behind us made us look back at the Roadster.
"I did not know so many guys in the NYC Roadsters were into other guys," I said.
"I was talking to one of their friends. About half that club is gay. But they are not like you all. They do not do the really dangerous jobs you do."
I took her hand and helped her walk down the hall.
"You are right. They are a support club. They help us with things but not the dangerous work. Mostly watching places. Now listen, Sunshine, I have to tell you, you almost got in real trouble tonight. Do not show off like that on a stage again. You almost gave me a heart attack. Have I told you how good you look tonight? I love that you wanted everyone to see your new tattoos. Let us go get your cut from Rockstar, and we will get you cleaned up and put some lotion on your new ink. Then I think it is time for bed."
"But Beast, I was having such a good time," she said.
"I know, baby. But I really need to hold you close right now."
Her whole face lit up. "Okay." Then she stepped in front of me and pulled me down the hall. I laughed. Someone was in a real hurry to get me alone.